Rich Homie Quan Gorgeous song lyrics

She got a cute little shape when she smile I see dimples

Don't wanna see you cry when I make you smile like tryna pimp ya

We contemplate each other like a frame and a picture

She say she want my last name not the middle

She wanna suck Rich Homie, fuck Rich Homie

I'm a real homie baby and get started real homie

Bitches love Rich Homie, niggas hate Rich Homie

I'm so rich homie, I'm gon' stay rich homie (for life)

My shirt rich homie

I pay myself in other words I work for Rich Homie

That bitch came in with you and yea she flirtin' with Rich Homie

Niggas in different cliques wanna convert to Rich Homie

I'm so rich homie, baby

Fast lane racing goin' top speed

Top guard we ain't blowing, while she topping me

Glock cocked four shots [?] on police

Get knocked off and Imma lay low for bout a week

But back to the bitch I fell in love with

She held me down when I woke broke

Can't [?] above it

Don't tell my business to the public (never)

I love you girl, I know you love that